This year has been really  good  and comprehensive; in every way , for me and my life , I can only say that there was almost nothing wrong.Furthermore, this year at the UCM has been great in every way, with each day we learn something new, I love the university and the Teachers have done a pleasant environment within the classroom.Each discipline has its thing I like, grammar, is like the "maths" in English , because of the rules in this module , is one of the classes that I most enjoy, I find it very entertaining.in the other hand ,Daily life has given me tips to get ideas clearer and impruve  more fluid to spin ideas in English, "Practicas Auditivas" has trained my ear, is a powerful tool for learning more English. The module with Professor Fraño has taught me the nowadays in the Chilean education and how we as future teachers must commit and change the weaknesses that most developed countries have found to have a high education level.No doubt it has cost me most this year is the speaking part, which I must work twice as hard, practice everydayEvery summer job from December until February, then I want a time to practice, is that by little is getting increasingly difficult, so should I meet the demands to keep up, I hope to beat day a day.University teachers and I have nothing to say and even less of my classmates, I have met them wonderful people, I love this degree

 , I hope learn   very much , well prepared to make a mark and deliver my knowledge and my life experiences   to students with a great will to better .

My fears

It's hard to remember if I've ever done, paranormal events, but I remember when I was little ,   I was more sensitive to such events, I remember feeling the smell of my grandmother, or was passing me by.
Actually I've always been more afraid of living people, like thieves, for example, when I was five years something happened within me a lot, I remember very well that was when I lost my first two baby teeth, then I thought the tooth fairy left me a dollar under the pillow for each tooth, while I knew now is that  they were my parents, back to the thieves, the two dollars I had , I felt  like  a millionaire I keeped in a box with Barbie accessories of my choice, I was saving to buy a Barbie, one day we arrived and found the house open and cluttered, thieves had gotten,  the first thing that I though was  went to my room to check my box, which byUnfortunately was empty, I had never been so sad, since then I have panic you thieves.
Another example of something that I have fear are the hens, yes I know is kind weird,
My grandmother raised a lot, and I played in between them and most likely is that one of them bit me, because I now I have a terrible fear, another fear the waves, one day I fell and swallow gallons water.
Paranormal type of situations I have them no fear, because you never Thank God nothing happened to me, not heard anything or seen anything, I have much more afraid of living things that if they can hurt me.

   

When I read that should write about a story of my childhood it came many to mind , because my maternal grandmother was expert in these issues , for every occasion she had a history, and that in some way achieved its purpose scare as children and don`t  make something misconduct or simply let laugh with his anecdotes, are memories that I keep with love, which I remember and to step in the breast of it or be talking about my great-grandmother, she worked ironing , and doing cleaning by what it cost much earn each penny, one day she found a crumpled bill and with fear she save and treasure for a long time, the place safer that she though was in her kitchen,  my grandmother as a child was absolute mischievous, and  one day playing with his brother , fire across the kitchen including the bill of my great-grandmother , then I of small thought, what which would remain the moral here not playing with fire, or that always has do or do not stick to what material

You can look at diverse points of view this story. Another story that i remember was the very Chilean and typical " the old bag " if you do something evil was your worst nightmare , my mum said , you never ate the meal will come to find the man of the bag and she always show me any man in the street, which now I come to agree that it was always different, not that I was so illusory to believe that a man was going to give noticed that I made a little thing  and take  me. When I was little, I was innocent goodness, at least that's what my parents tell me, sometimes I wish I could get that sympathy that pure heart of a child, and even one day return to that age, in which there was not a kind of concern or problem, just it was happy, eating delicious things, being loved, playing and learning.